Wu Qingxian's expression was dazed, and he seemed to be deep in thought.
He looked at them for a while before quietly returning to the bedroom. He did not disturb Gu Yiyi and Bai zixun, who were immersed in their own world.
With Bai zixun's company at night, Gu Yiyi slept particularly well.
In the middle of the night, it started to rain outside the window.
It was already may, and summer was coming. It rained as it wished, and the sound of the rain hitting the window could be heard. The wind blew in through the window gap.
Previously, when Gu Yiyi was sleeping, Bai zixun had deliberately left a gap in the window to let in some fresh air.
Now that it was raining, the temperature had dropped, and the wind was still a little cold.
Bai zixun looked at the person who was resting on his arm and gently moved her head down, wanting to place it on the pillow.
However, even though Gu Yiyi was sleeping, she still instinctively leaned against Bai zixun.
